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Christmas Past

Christmas Past

I remember long ago Christmas Past.
My mother would roll out her homemade dough for all the Christmas pies.
It delighted my anxious eyes.
Seeing her make her famous pies for our family. I could not wait to assist her. I loved the trailing smell through the house of lemon, chocolate, coconut, and cherry pies.
Spirit rise. Oh, how my mother could roll and fill the pies.

I remember long ago the Christmas tree that filled my eyes. I loved to lay under the tree and watch the blinking lights.
Spirit rise

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Christmas Past
Saturday, October 31, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: christmas
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